Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1072 - Chapter 1072 Chapter 1072 You Shouldnt Call Me Mrs. Anymore

Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: You Shouldn’t Call Me Mrs. Anymore Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: You Shouldn’t Call Me Mrs. Anymore Looking at her deeply asleep, and knowing she had just rushed back from Canada, having not yet adjusted to the time difference, Clayton Howard couldn’t bring himself to wake her up.

After dinner, he took a bath, and at this moment, the child on the bed was still in deep sleep.

Leaning at the head of the bed, caressing her sleeping face, Clayton Howard’s expression was slightly gloomy, as if he was pondering something.

His line of sight drifted to the cell phone beside him. He picked it up to look, reviewing the photos and contents inside once again, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

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Early morning.

Camila Walker woke from her sleep, as waking up early was already a habitual part of her life.

Opening her eyes to this unknown room, it took her a moment to realize where she was.

Thinking about everything from last night, she still felt somewhat embarrassed at this moment.

However, the man in bed was no longer there this moment.

She got out of bed, only to discover that she was already wearing pajamas, and they were her own!

She was dumbfounded, how could her pajamas be here?

With a puzzled heart, she got out of bed, and at this moment, the room door was knocked on, and Mrs. Beckham came in.

“Mrs., your clothes have all been placed in your wardrobe according to Mister’s instructions,” Mrs. Beckham came in to remind her, fearing she wouldn’t be able to find her own clothes at first.

Camila Walker was startled again, looking bewilderedly at Mrs. Beckham.

Her clothes? Did she have clothes here?

Approaching the wardrobe Mrs. Beckham had mentioned, she opened it and indeed found her clothes inside, though there were fewer in quantity.

These… were the clothes she had taken with her when she went abroad.

She almost forgot that she was brought here by him right after getting off the airplane yesterday, so naturally, her luggage had been brought over as well.

“Mrs., you can come downstairs for breakfast once you’re ready,” Mrs. Beckham kindly finished, then turned to leave.

But suddenly, Camila Walker seemed to remember something and called out to her.

“Mrs. Beckham!”

Mrs. Beckham turned around, her face wearing a smile, “Do you need anything else, Lady?”

Camila Walker looked a bit embarrassed, “Please, don’t call me Mrs. in the future.”

She was acutely aware that her relationship with Clayton Howard hadn’t reached that stage just yet, and such a title made her uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Beckham looked slightly bewildered, but immediately corrected herself, “All right, Lady.”

For them, as servants, of course it was best to address the master however they preferred!

After freshening up and donning a neat autumn outfit, Camila Walker went downstairs to the living room.

She had assumed Clayton Howard would be there, only to find out he had already left early, which surprised her a bit.

Given his character, shouldn’t he be taking her to the company? And since she was brought here by him last night, how was she supposed to get to work?

“Lady, here is your car key. Mister instructed me to give it to you as soon as you wake up; he mentioned he has some errands today, so he cannot take you to the company,” Mrs. Beckham said as she handed over the car key.

Camila Walker was having breakfast, looking at the car key Mrs. Beckham handed her with a bit of surprise.

Isn’t this her car key? How could it be…

After breakfast, Camila Walker stepped out of the villa and indeed found her Maserati parked at the front door.

Strange, her car was clearly at home – how did it end up here?

No matter, getting to work is the priority!

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These past few days, Camila Walker’s mood had been very upbeat, as if all her worries had been resolved.

Recently, without the threat of Yale Shaw, and all the misunderstandings between her and Clayton Howard having been cleared up, she felt much more spirited!

At lunch, Emily Walker noticed her cheerful mood and couldn’t help asking, “You seem to be in a really good mood?”